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Then she was out of the door and running, fast. “How dared you do yourself this injustice?” “I did it for her sake,” she answered. But it would serve. One always dreamed of this and never believed it. There was a tearing sound as the canvas gave way, and the precious portrait ripped apart as the top of the Frenchman’s head came through it. "I have killed you," cried Jack, endeavouring to staunch the effusion of blood from her breast.
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